I was 23 and going through a very late in life rebellious phase. Looking back, I don't know why I did the things I did. I had a friend that introduced me to drugs. One evening, we were at her apartment did drugs and ate some mushrooms. Everything was okay. I was feeling fine, and then I passed out while I was standing in her kitchen. My head hit the refrigerator on the way down, and I was out cold for a while. It was so strange, I saw myself floating away...down a tunnel with a bright light at the end. Once I hit the bright light, I looked around and I was in a large beautiful field. I saw my childhood dog running in the grass beside me, and I tried to stop, but I was floating too fast. Then parts of my life started flashing by me it was like a huge movie screen of my life surrounding this field.
That lasted quite a while, and then all of a sudden I flew back into my body. My friend was trying to wake me up. She never called 911; I believe she was scared of what would've happened if they found out what we had been doing. I don't know how long I was out. I do not know if I had died, or if I was just hallucinating, but it seemed very real to me, very much like death would be. To this day, I have only told one person. I am ashamed of myself for this, and I wish I could erase this moment in my life.